Maxioms by George Crabbe
'Twas good advice, and meant,
"My son, be good."
'Twas good advice, and meant,
"My son, be good."
And took for truth the test of ridicule.
And took for truth the test of ridicule.
Oh! rather give me commentators plain,
Who with no deep researches vex the brain;
Who from the read more
Oh! rather give me commentators plain,
Who with no deep researches vex the brain;
Who from the dark and doubtful love to run,
And hold their glimmering tapers to the sun.
The face the index of a feeling mind.
The face the index of a feeling mind.
